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Despair sought a captive audience;
hope showed up instead.
Faith handed out flyers;
gave grab bags for free courage.
Remembrance was the opening act;
its recall loaded with “That’s A Fact!”
The blood of memory flowed over:
we’ve survived 400+ years of slavery.
The blood of memory flowed over:
we’ve survived the hanging of strange fruits.
The blood of memory flowed over:
we’ve survived KKK burnings.
The blood of memory flowed over:
we have survived the jim crow’s droppings.
The blood of memory flowed over:
we’ve survived unjust shoot downs.
The blood flow of memory flowed over: Yes!
we’ve survived all debilitations injected on us.
Intermission has come and gone;
veil curtains have opened on Act Two.
The stage has now been set. And
Shakespeare has duly been put to shame.
The new tragedy is merely an old reality;
and we’ll survive this ‘trumped up’ eddy too!
The curtains will close again;
but it’s not the end.
Remember, workers die;
but the work goes on.
Survive, we always have;
survive, we always will.
The reality show is over;
wipe away the laughing tears.
Get up; grab your grab bag;
let’s get back to work!
If there be any virtue
in all this; please think on it!
Get up. Grab you grab bag.
Let’s get back to work!
